Alone and in a CircumstanceReluctant to be toldA spider on my reticenceAssiduously crawled

And so much more at Home than IImmediately grewI felt myself a visitorAnd hurriedly withdrew

Revisiting my late abodeWith articles of claimI found it quietly assumedAs a GymnasiumWhere Tax asleep and Title offThe inmates of the AirPerpetual presumption tookAs each were special Heir --If any strike me on the streetI can return the Blow --

If any take my propertyAccording to the LawThe Statute is my Learned friendBut what redress can beFor an offense nor here nor thereSo not in Equity --That Larceny of time and mindThe marrow of the DayBy spider, or forbid it LordThat I should specify.